These five guards clearly had some skill. Those five blades looked unusual; they were probably their martial souls.
"You little brat, you actually dared to hit me. That was really ruthless. But seeing as you're about to become my son, as long as you obediently kneel and kowtow, this Young Master will spare you..."
Lan Ye covered his nose with one hand, still leering at Tao Hua Yue inside the room. He already knew that Luo Chen was Tao Hua Yue's son. That punch had not been fatal, and he thought that as long as Luo Chen obediently accepted him and let Tao Hua Yue become his woman, the punch would have been worth taking.
"Looks like that punch didn't hurt you enough. You're still acting like this..." Luo Chen sneered. With a Teleportation, he instantly appeared before Lan Ye. His right leg, which had long been poised to strike, shot out and slammed heavily between Lan Ye's legs.
"Bang..."
Luo Chen had used eighty percent of his strength in that kick, along with the inner force of the Nine Yang Divine Skill. Lan Ye's eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets.
"Aah..."
Lan Ye let out a heart-wrenching scream and was sent flying, smashing heavily into a wall over ten meters away before crashing to the ground. Both hands clutched tightly at his legs as he rolled desperately across the floor.
"Ah... it's broken... it's broken..."
Lan Ye's cries became increasingly miserable. The five guards finally understood: Lan Ye's thing had truly been kicked to pieces. Just thinking about that pain was terrifying.
If they did not kill this murderer, the five of them would be dead too.
The five guards exchanged glances. The next second, they immediately drew their blades and charged at Luo Chen, four soul rings